I was being strapped to the bed, I tried moving and kicking with what strength I had left, Alex was being held against the wall by Henry. The 3 other people looked like they were fighting with everything they had just to keep me still but I didn’t have any of it.

My vision began to go black, with only bits and pieces. I remember them trying to take my blood sample but the blade of the needle broke before it reached my arm.

I remember what looked like black, ripped wings with white edges springing from Alex’s back and his eye’s turning from a beautiful honey color to pure darkness as if he became a- a demon. I remember feeling nothing but full rage and anger, and seeing black veins...